It's the peppermint twist br and those were the days br it was dark when we kissed br in the Black Forest Haze. br br Could you ever forget br how your dad greeted us br as he sat on the stairs, br I went home on the bus? br br Oh those childish times, br we obeyed all the rules br as I write down these rhymes br I can tell we were fools. br br When I next travel south br to the Forest's green fringe br could I borrow your mouth, br can we go on a binge? br br Just to make up for those br days of innocent touch br I will bring you a rose br reminiscence as such.